Dream Walkers

Chapter 2: Now (Sven)

This is just Sven in the present, a year later.

Chapter song: Demons by: Imagine Dragons

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It's been a year since I lost her.

The courts found a distant cousin that lived in northern Indiana, I had never met, for me to live with. His name was Rudy, he was a bum. He couldn't hold a job for more than a week, he doesn't care if I come home at nights or for even days, and he was only willing to let me live in his house because he was told that he would be paid every month. Rudy is also not the brightest crayon in the box.

Ever since that night I haven't been able to see anything what so ever. That chemical spill left my eyes so damaged only a miracle of God could let me see again, or at least see in real life. In my dreams I can still see, that's the only reason I know how anything here looks like. My dreams, due to my 'gift' are just from my imagination, they're from the world around me and beyond that boundary.

Even though I was now blind I still went to public school not some unnecessarily fancy school for the blind, not that the bum would shell out any money for me to go anyway. I go to Clay High School in South bend, Indiana where it's ungodly cold in the winter. I hate the cold with a burning passion of a thousand suns. I may be exaggerating just a tad, but whatever it was way too cold for me I couldn't understand why anyone would want it to be winter.

I wasn't given any braille books or anything like that in school, I didn't want them or need them. Because I was taught how to control my dreams, I could do my school work in my dreams, although it wasn't favorable for anyone to have dreams that consisted of schoolwork it was necessary. Even though I could control my dreams some of the dreams that predicted something were so strong that they tore through the shield that I had constructed to keep them out, although that happened very rarely. The system I used for studying was the same for trying to get around the city and school and everywhere else in between.

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Everyday started the same I'd wake up, shower, and get ready to leave. I didn't stay at Rudy's longer then I had to, ever. I waved my cane slightly above the sidewalk while slightly tapping the surface as I walked, even though I knew where I was going and probably didn't need the cane, but I, as an eyesight impared person, was required to.

I made my way into the cafe I went to often and ordered a tea at the counter, I'm not much of a coffee person. Plus Gramdma had a habit of drinking tea in the morning and I unwittingly adopted it as one of my own, and you know what they say: old habits die hard.

As the waitress put the mug down I said thank you. I took off my ever present sunglasses resting upon my nose. The chemicals that had blinded me almost a year earlier had left my eyes a cloudly color and knarly ridgid scars across my eyes in an almost band form though some of the scars crept down angular from the corner of my eye to where my ear started.

As I set my sunglasses on the counter the bell above the door rang. There was sounds of three pairs of feet. "Hey blind boy!" someone behind me said. I groaned inwardly, I knew who they were. They were a group of guys from school, you know the cliche new kid gets teased BS? It's not because I'm new though, it's because I'm blind. I turned around to the direction to where the voice came from.

"Landon," was the only thing I said. I knew the other two with him were unevidably his lackies that always traveled with him, I don't know thier names I don't find it important enough to waste my time on.

"Oh someones not wearing their shades..." Landon started, "...which is a huge mistake! No one wants to see your fugly face."

I smirked, "I'm sure when people see you the feeling with you is mutural."

His lackies made 'ohhs' and 'ahhs', while he huffed, "You watch your back."

I took a sip of my tea and smirked again, "Thats kind of impossible for me, man."

With that I heard a pair of feet shuffling towards me, "Get up," Landon said.

"why should I?" I asked still seated and sipping my tea.

"Just do it."

I sighed in distain and started to get up, "only because you asked so nicly," I said sarcaticly.

I got up and faced him, I knew what he was going to do already. He wanted to fight me, I had been 'giving him grief' or whatever he called it, but really it was just because I would actually talk back to him.

"Put your fists up,"Landon said.

I smiled while moving my head downwards, "You really want to do this now?"

"Yes. Put your fists up."

I moved my head to face his direction, "I don't need to."

"Suit your self," I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

The thing was, was that before I had lost my sight and even now I was a pretty good fighter, not to blow my own horn or anything.

As soon as his fist came blasting towards my face I caught his fist in my hand. I twisted it back to the point where it left him on his knees, he was saying things like: 'stop', 'ow', and 'fugly bastard'. I bent down so my mouth was next to his ear, "I don't think I'm the one who needs to watch their back."

With that I let go of his hand and went to take the last remaining sip of my tea, retrieve my sun glasses, and pay. Landon had gotten up and was standing off to the side, he did nothing when I walked right past him to go through the door.

I start to make my way to the school not even bothering getting out my cane, it was just too annoying.